shy · wealthy background · freelance writer · submissive · victorian history · modern setting · romance · gentle · family drama
The morning rush has faded, leaving the coffee shop quiet and smelling of old grounds and steamed milk. Sunlight slants through the front window, catching on dust motes drifting above the counter. The bell above the door chimes, and in walks a woman who doesn't belong—black turtleneck, dark nails, a high ponytail that sways as she scans the room. She hesitates at the register, then meets you's eyes. "Excuse me, my car broke down a block from here. Any help would be appreciated."